hotel toulon

I’m a lucky girl. Not only do I get to live in The LPV (I love calling Le Petit Village The LPV, makes me feel like a gangsta), one of the most beautiful places on the planet, get to drink delicious wines as cheap as soda, and sample all the cheese I can stand, but now, as if life couldn’t get any sweeter, one of my cousins has moved to Toulon, only two hours south of here. How freaking lucky is that? It’s lucky.

So last Saturday, The Husband and I made a trip down Toulon way to say hi. It was going to be an extra special day because besides getting to hang out with my cousin (who for the purposes of this blog I have christened, Mrs. London), one of my favorite uncles was visiting as well. Except Mrs. London and I decided that we would surprise him and not tell him I was coming. Fun.

The surprise worked a little too well because when I walked into the house, my Uncle gave me a look like he kind of knew who I was, but wasn’t 100% sure, stood up, and introduced himself to me. But in fairness, he is 79, wasn’t wearing his glasses, and I’m sure wasn’t expecting one of his nieces to just happen to be in Toulon. So there you go.

I could have happily sat in Mrs. London’s living room all day, chatting and catching up, but we had lunch reservations to get to. Unfortunately, Mrs. London’s Westie puppy, Napoleon, was none too pleased that he wasn’t invited and refused to stay on the inside of the gate and be left behind.

It took one Irishman, one Englishman, and one Frenchman to hold back Napoleon, but eventually, he was captured and locked inside, exiled, to his own little Saint Helena.

Since Mrs. London’s husband, Mr. London, was working, he wasn’t able to join us for lunch, so we thought it would be nice to visit him at his office afterwords and say hi…

And that should have been it. See Mrs. London. Check. Surprise Uncle. Check. Visit Mr. London at work. Check. and go home. Except what Mrs. London and I weren’t counting on was Mr. London and The Husband developing a man crush on each other and refusing to say goodbye (they even snuck off to the beach to drink RosΓ© alone together).

We finally got home on Monday afternoon.
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23 responses to “hotel toulon”

  1. Woah, new look for SitLPV! Oh, men and their crushes…

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  2. That is WONDERFUL news!!! Having family a drive away is a HUGE bonus! happy for you πŸ™‚

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  3. Mr. London plays Rugby? No wonder they got a crush on each other! ps LPV makes me think of HPV…totally not the same thing…

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  4. Great rugby pics – looks like you were pretty close!

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  5. What a story- filled with international intrigue, mysterious identities, stubborn puppies, and bromance. Love it!

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  6. Aw I used to have a little pup just like that!! Glad you got to go enjoy one of your fave sports πŸ™‚

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  7. i always love your stories!!

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  8. I love the new look and I still love the world you share with us πŸ™‚

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  9. Yay for family nearby! And yay for man crushes, they're so cute πŸ˜‰

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  10. How nice for you to have family nearby – cant wait to hear of more adventures!

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  11. Sounds like a good time!! It's so good that you have family nearby to spend time with!! :)And that dog – so freaking cute. A troublemaker, I'm sure, but then – the cute ones always are.

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  12. It's wonderful to have close friends! A man crush…too funny. I think I am meant to live in your village. I am in love.

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  13. Love man crushes, haha! My boyf has several, his 'strongest' one is on none other than Tom Brady. Can't say I blame the man, lol!! That little puppy is sooo cute!! A hellion, I'm sure, but cute nonetheless.

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  14. Cour Lafayette in Toulon has one of the best, and most attractive daily markets. My husband has done several paintings of the scene. Rugby really is about those nice tight bums, isn't it?

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  15. When you wrote The LPV on my blog the other day, I googled it, wanting to know where you lived, exactly. I was surprised that I didn't find anything French related, just links for Land Product Validation. Now reading this post, I see that LPV is Le Petit Village.Sara Louise…these senior moments are coming on more often than not! Oh la la. Of course LPV is Le Petit Village!..and excellent news that your cousin is living in France! I'd love to have some family here…or would I?

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  16. That sounds lovely! What a sweet surprise for your uncle and how great is it when the guys get on as much as the girls do? ❀

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  17. I understand the man crush thing all too well. Halbastram seems to pull in most of my lady friends' guys when he starts to talk about cars. Cars, cars, cars…all day & all night. lol. but we still love our guys. πŸ™‚

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  18. So great having family not too far away! LPV sounds very chic/important/gangster..Seems like your hubs has a budding bro-mance!

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  19. I want to live in The LPV too and be a gangsta… hee hee. Sounds like you had a fun weekend. How wonderful that family is a short ride away – english speaking too!!!! Love her westie, so cute. xo

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  20. so much fun you have family near you! i love that your uncle introduced himself! haha oh, and that it took three men to get the puppy to obey πŸ˜‰

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  21. Great photos Sara!

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  22. Sounds like you had fun in Toulon. I live about 30 minutes from there and hardly ever go! As for Napoleon, maybe next time you should bring Fifty and they might hit it off :)Ashley

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  23. I see I commented on this at the time but I must say, it's still very funny!

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